Chapter 12

BASH "Fuck," Dad curses. Yeah, Dad. Fuck. I turn around quickly when I realize what they're doing.  Heat creeps down my cheeks with embarrassment.  I can't believe I've just witnessed what Dad and Mom are doing in his office. It isn't easy to be in this awkward situation. I grip the door handle when I hear my mom giggle. "Bash, I'm sorry. I know we shouldn't be doing it here." Mom laughs at her own words. I stay still. "We're not having sex, Bash. You can turn around now." Dad finds everything is okay and normal after their son just caught them almost having sex. I face them slowly just to make sure they are both dressed because when I entered moments ago, Mom's dress was zipped down her back, and Dad's shirt was unbuttoned while they were making out on the desk. "Can't you at least lock the door before you start eating each other's face? Or at least tell me not to come?" I ask annoyingly and amused at the same time. I can't believe they're doing that with an unlocked door, but I am ha